Author: MagicFable

Kelpie

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Moonlight rippled across the surface of the loch as leaves rustled in the trees. Small critters scurried around the forest, eager to fill their bellies after the snow retreated. The serenity of early spring filled the air.

Malcolm stumbled along the edge of the loch, trying to get home. It had been a long and brutal winter, leaving the couple mile journey down the loch to visit friends impossible. Being the first opportunity in months, he’d eagerly ran down the snow free trail to the larger village and drank his fill while surrounded by the friends he missed.

He moved along much slower than he had earlier that afternoon. Malcolm knew he’d over drank, again, but it was a celebration! And celebrations were just the excuse to enjoy life and celebrate surviving another winter.

It had been a good night, everyone in high spirits, but there was one thing he was missing. Malcolm was hoping for a good fuck. His attraction to men was a luxury he rarely got to enjoy. Almost none understood that it was a sin he neither wanted nor could fully control. His encounters were rare, often nothing more than a traveler wanting to ease his lust with an eager hole.

In his drunken haze, he detected movement on the other side of the loch. Looking over at the source, it appeared to be a large horse, completely black, walking along the shore. Malcolm’s first guess was that some rich noble lost it while moving through the area. While he could move to investigate, Malcolm was rational enough to know that it would be a poor decision. Five miles down to the end and 5 back, or trying to swim across and likely drowning in the endless depth. No, Malcolm would let this oddity pass as he worked towards his own bed.

The road made one of it’s many twists into the treelined, and Malcolm followed it. The warm buzz that filled his body showed no signs of stopping as his shoulders began to sway back and forth with each step. Occasionally, a rock in the road would catch his foot and he would nearly tumble over. He was still quick enough on his feet to remain standing, but the alcohol was taking its toll.

After a short 200 yards, the road inevitably turned back towards the loch. The light of the moon illuminated his surroundings and drove away the darkness. Just down the road, before the next bend, Malcolm could have sworn that he saw a man laying on the rocks. Being the direction of home, he moved closer.

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Worker Drone

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Outside, early spring was in the air. The gradually increasing temperature had already begun its annual jihad against the forces of snow, leaving a battleground of slush in its wake. Birds began their chirping as the grip of winter finally subsided.

Eiion was uncomfortably working in the garage of his new boss. He was the most recent, and first, hire of a small construction contractor. The real work would begin in a week or so when their next contract finally started. Understanding a lack of income was difficult, Eiion’s boss graciously offered him a few hours pay to clean up and sort through the tools in his garage.

The work itself was fine, Eiion was a strong young man who knew his way around power tools. It was the temperature that produced the degree of uncomfortableness. While the garage was heated, the furnace only had two modes, on and off. Despite the cool weather outside, Eiion was sweating.

He was sorting through a box, loading the contents into various tool storage devices, when he bumped into something. That something was a tower of boxes he hadn’t yet tackled, and the disturbance caused the top box to fall. Instantly, shattering glass brought Eiion to attention.

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Himbo Volunteer

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A cool late winter breeze shook some snow off the trees, creating an illusion. Trees ached in relief at the lessened weight. Fresh powder reflected the sunlight driving back the shadows.

Carl stomped his way up the logging road. His snowshoes kept him above the snow, greatly aiding in his efforts. However, the weight and cold were quickly taking hold and draining his energy fast. With any luck, he’d soon find what he was looking for. Looking forward to living a dream, he pressed forward up the road.

Carl hugged the inner treeline as he walked around a curve when he spotted some optimism. Less than a hundred yards away resided some disturbances in the snow. Revitalized, he pushed forward. Each step was still difficult but much more doable.

He approached the disturbances to discover that they were exactly what he’d hoped for. Deep tracks, almost trenches, crossed through the snow. To wide, deep, and consistent for any animal active this time of year. But for a himbo, it was likely. Eager to find the heard, he jumped into the trench and started following it, hoping to find the source.

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Valentines Advent Calendar for the Lonely Single pt. 2

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Sunlight poured into the living room of the messy bachelor pad as Austin opened the door. The events of the night before were still fresh in his mind as he unceremoniously dropped his gym bag into the mess. Tired, he fetched himself a light snack.

Jesus had lit a fire under his ass, in more ways than one. Who knew that a good dick was just what you needed to get yourself out of a funk. Not only had he decided to lose the Christmas weight instead of letting it fester, he’d gone out and got a cute haircut.

Looking for something sweet, he reached for his new prized possession, the advent calendar his brother had given him. Upon opening day two, Austin was very concerned. The chocolate was green… Not a sickly green or one those ugly olive colored furniture pieces from the 70’s, more of a light green. The color was not what he expected chocolate to look like.

Austin was not going to let it go to waste, so he bit into it. To his pleasant surprise, it tasted fine. Better than that, it tasted like a cup of green tea. Inside, there was a wafer cookie that made the whole candy feel like a kit kat. He finished it off and waited.

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Shirime

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Puddles reflected moonlight through the scattered clouds. Returning skyward, it reflected off the bamboo leaves rustling in the wind. Travel was regular on this road connecting Kyoto to Nagoya, at least for those who possessed the proper paperwork.

Ito did not possess the needed authorization for this type of cross daimyo travel, but he didn’t need it. He lived in a nearby village as a respectful man. By day he’d cut bamboo and take care of the forest. In the evenings he cared for his wife and children. By all accounts, he was the strong, hardworking, family man everyone idealized; at least on the surface.

On a warm night after the rain drove the bugs into hiding, such as tonight, an itch would form. A deep desire would take hold that demanded satiation. A need that could only be filled with a nighttime stroll on the road through his forest.

Ito gently rounded a turn as he lazily walked to his usual turnaround. A couple hundred yards away, he spotted a figure traveling in the opposite direction. In the dim light, Ito grasped a rough understanding of who he might be.

His clothes were nice and well maintained but dirty from days of travel. On his back rested an awkwardly square pack that rested heavy on his shoulders. Traveling by night, he was clearly on a rather tight timetable. In total, Ito guessed that he was a young merchant.

The two moved closer as neither acknowledged the other’s presence. Only a dozen yards apart, Ito began his ritual.

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The Smell of Ty

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The following story contains themes and language some readers may not find acceptable. These include musk, complete domination, and derogatory language. If you find any of this to be not to your liking, may I suggest you checkout my catalog.

Mark strolled through the doorway of the small, detached house he owned. ‘Own’ is a relative term here. The bank owned it and he was paying the mortgage. A few months prior and this distinction would have been irrelevant to Mark; after getting laid off, this distinction was critical. No more could he pay the full bill on the greatly reduced income he was making in the gig economy. Cuts had to be made.

The specific cut was currently lounging on the couch playing the latest FPS in what appeared to be the same workout clothes he’d left in this morning. Named Tyler, or Ty as he insisted, the cut Mark had to make was giving up his home office and letting someone rent the room.

Ty had only been living there a couple of days, but already he was making his presence known. While they each had their own rooms, the bathroom, living room, and kitchen were shared. In none of these places was Ty greedy in his allocation of space but the sudden cramptness was jarring to a man who’d been living solo up until now.

Stepping out of the mud room, the primary area of Ty’s encroachment hit Mark like a brick wall. An oppressive wall of stench assaulted Mark’s olfactory as his eyes watered. “Jesus Christ!” he yelled out as his watery vision began to clear. “Did you not shower after work, Tyl…Ty!” Mark corrected himself before his new roommate would comment.

Without breaking eye content with the TV, Ty lifted his arm and sniffed his pit. “Guess not, oh well. Not that bad bro.”

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Changing Whisper

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The sound of a car crashing into another filled the room, followed by sirens in the distance. Week old pizza boxes were pilled on the coffee table as empty mountain dew bottles litter the floor. The blinds are closed tight, blocking all light from entering.

Ted opened the door to his apartment and was assaulted by the wall of stench. Immediately, he dropped his bag and stepped further inside. While walking to the far side of the room, he spoke. “Jesus Elijah, did you leave at all this week?” Reaching a window, he threw the blinds and opened the window.

“Fuck that’s bright! Oh, hey Ted.” Elijah paused the game and scratched his head, thinking. “I think I checked the mail once while you were gone.”

Cold air blew into the room, clearing out the funk. Ted stood there, exhausted. “What happened to that hike? Y’know, the one you swore you’d do during your week off.” A week with his high-energy family had worn him down physically and returning to Elijah’s slobishness was doing the same mentally.

“D’know. Didn’t feel like it I guess.” Elijah was done with the conversation. He turned away from Ted and unpaused his game, filling the room with noise.

Ted was starting to get highly annoyed. “Let’s go hit the gym, bro.” With any luck, he’d be able to work of the numerous calories before they stuck around.

“Don’t wanna.”

This made Ted angry. He was attempting to help Elijah be healthier, possibly get laid, and definitely not die young. The anger finally got to Ted. He threw his voice into an unusual tone and cadence. “Come with me to the gym.”

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Himbo Contact

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Having just left his brother’s house, Nguyen Bao, or Bao Nguyen as he’d learned to introduce himself as in America, was driving in the remote wilderness. Bao had passed midlife over a decade before, but he still didn’t consider himself old. The highly physical job of plumbing had kept him in good shape for his age, even if all the bending over would occasionally tweak his back.

Directly to his right sat Lian, his youngest son. While loving all of his children, everyone knew Lian was the favorite. Lian had just returned home from completing his masters a week prior and they’d decided to take to visit family before Lian was dragged across the country for work.

With Bao’s brother living several hours out from the city, it gave him the perfect opportunity to partake in one of his favorite activities, hiking. After him and his family were mercifully rescued from Saigon, Bao quickly learned to love the natural beauty of his new home. Living in the city for work, he rarely got to imbibe in this passion.

Bao’s brother had given them specific instructions to use the BLM (Bureau of Land Management) lands to the south and to avoid the north at all costs. His brother had refused to go into specific detail, but bao understood something dangerous was occurring up there.

Unfortunately, Bao and Lian lacked a natural sense of direction. The overcast weather removed the sun as an orientational guide and their plan lacking a specific destination; they had gotten turned around. Rather than driving south for a fun afternoon of hiking, they were traveling north.

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Edged and Gooned

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Jerome stared at the laptop screen. Eyes devoid of thought, the occasional grunt escaped his lips. His left hand was locked in the same repetitive motion it had performed for the last half hour.

The hand would climb the long length, fingers gliding over every bump and ridge. Once reaching the head, his wrist would turn and begin the decent.The laptop was fulfilling its primary function.

Rarely used for work, the speakers produced fake moans and cheesy music. A fat ass bouncing on a long cock filled the screen and one of Jerome’s favorite pornos once again passed through its RAM.

With any luck, Jerome would remain in this state for another hour or two before inevitably fucking up and cuming.

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Abandoned Logging Camp

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A light peppering of mist filled the air as James sloshed through the muddy dirt trail behind Cody, his best friend. For once, James was happy he’d worn his thick rubber galoshes even if they made him look like a total geek for the sheer fact that his feet were safe from the cold mud. He began to pant as the trail started to incline while the mud suctioned his boots, making every step a chore.

Cody called out behind him, “Almost there. Trust me, it’s worth it!” before returning to his nearly robotic walking, seemingly ignorant to the bitterly cold mud soaking his pants and shoes.

‘How good can this place be?’, James pondered to himself. The whole reason he was out here was to figure out the cause of the sudden change in Cody.

James had known Cody for as long as he could remember. Starting in pre-school and all the way through the county’s jr. high, the two were always in the same classes. Even in high school, they’d managed to get all of their electives and extra curriculars together. Cody had to be the one person James knew better than anyone.

Yet, about a month ago a major change took place in Cody. One day after a solo hike, a hike they were making right now, Cody had left his normal jockular, messy, and easy going self only to return a different man. Upon arriving back, he’d cleaned the apartment to near photogenic perfection before James returned home from work. Cody had also stopped smoking weed with James and ceased watching porn on their high definition flat screen, things which had been a daily occurrence. On top of that, James couldn’t remember a single joke being told after that day. While most of this couldn’t exactly be construed as bad changes, the dramatic change concerned James.

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